There was no resistance until the invaders had fallen back to the knee, once there they refused to budge. A truce was called on the condition that all...hostilities would cease and the delectable approach to the mound became a designated no-digit-land. The control center was not satisfied and thought the truce was precarious at best but the mound relishing the titillating signals from the knee thought it would be safe to enjoy them because of the truce and managed to appeased central. The rustling continued, joined by more soft whimpers from the woman. It was only a few minutes when a distinct aroma started to fill the stuffy van. My nose twitched, as I had smelled this scent only once before. It wasn't exactly what I remembered, but it was close enough that I could recognize the smell of a woman's arousal permeating the air.I felt Samantha's soft moan, her body vibrating atop mine as her almost inaudible sound escaped her throat. She pulled against my hand, dragging it. Besides, if she wasn’t here tonight then maybe last night had been a one off, the image of her with a different guy each night burnt away in his stomach and anything to sooth that sensation was a good thing. Unless, his brain whispered, she deliberately went somewhere else, thinking that you might try and find her again. No! He wouldn’t think like that. Yesterdays behaviour had been an aberration for both of them, he wouldn’t consider the thought that she might do this regularly. Stepping out. That’s all. It just surprised me.” I explained. My own cock was now soft again, resting limp on the couch between my legs. I looked into her eyes apologetically and could see that she was embarrassed and nervous. “Can I?” I asked quietly as I reached for her dress, slowly moving it aside. Somewhat reluctantly she allowed my hands to guide hers away, and let go of the dress. As it fell to the ground once again, I examined her lovely little cock with curiosity. I had never seen someone else’s so.